Pinky Promise (Frerard) ✔️

Twenty Three/Epilogue

From Frank's POV

God, why did I tell him I wanted to marry him?

Stupid decision.

But I had more to worry about. Parent-teacher conferences were after school today, and Gerard's mom was coming in.

I looked over at Gerard as the bell rang. "Stay after for a kiss?"

"Absolutely." He smiled.

I busied myself at my desk, and Gerard packed up his backpack, stalling for time and trying not to look suspicious.

As soon as everyone was out the door, he walked over. I tilted his chin down and kissed him, smiling against his lips.

"Okay, now go home. I have a lot to do." I pushed him away.

He pouted. "Frankieeee. I wanna stay with you."

"I know. But I have conferences, dove."

Every time I called him dove, he got this little smile on his face that made me absolutely melt. Even during sex, if I called him dove seconds after calling him a whore, he did his tiny smile. He was so cute.

He sighed and hugged me. "I love you."

"I love you too." I kissed the top of his head. "I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"

He pouted and pressed closer to me. "I don't wanna wait till tomorrow."

"You are a spoiled brat." I rubbed his back. "You gotta wait until tomorrow. I love you, my little brat."

I could feel him smiling against my chest.

"Go," I whispered.

He walked out of the classroom after giving me one last kiss.

xXx

Okay, so parent-teacher conferences were my least favorite thing.

I had never done this one-on-one. When I was a student teacher, I was always with the real teacher. This was different. I was talking to someone's parents, one on one, and it was uncomfortable.

Eventually, Donna came in. She was the last of the evening.

She sighed and sat down across from me. "Please tell me Gerard is doing well in your class. And isn't passing because of blowjobs."

I laughed loudly. "Yeah, no, he's doing good. Not because of blowjobs. He's actually gotten a lot of the chords down and can play a ton of songs. I'm proud of him."

She smiled. "That's good."

"Any concerns, issues, anything?"

"Uh, no."

"Great. Um, I wanted to ask something more personal. About us. First, do I...do we..." I paused and huffed. "Does our relationship make you uncomfortable?"

She smiled. "No, of course not. He's so happy with you. I hadn't seen him smile like this is a really long time. He's eating more, he feels better about his appearance, he made up with Mikey...everything is amazing. I love what you're doing with him."

I smiled. "Okay. Good. Um. I also wanted to ask for your blessing."

"My blessing?"

"To marry him."

She gasped and covered her mouth.

I stared at her. I couldn't tell if that was a good or bad thing.

"Absolutely," she said, dropping her hands and smiling. "Yes. Please marry him. He's over the moon. My only requirement is a video."

I smiled. "Thank you. So much. You have no idea how much this means to me."